the little dumpling spoke pitifully. she raised one of her legs and pointed at the red and swollen part for luo chenxi to see.
in fact, xiao tuanzi's wound was very small. the bleeding had stopped long ago, but it was just a little swollen.
luo chenxi lowered her head and took a glance. the corners of her lips twitched.
'is mu yichen treating the red potion as bathwater?' he actually applied such a big piece!
it looked even scarier than the wound itself!
this father of his ... was really unreliable.
luo chenxi hugged the little dumpling tightly and kissed her on the cheek. " tang tang, you're such a good girl. you didn't cry. have you eaten the plum blossom cake i bought for you? "
the little dumpling pouted. " i don't want to eat. "
"didn't you say you wanted to eat plum flower cake yesterday?"